Chapter Three, Sorting
As the sky outside grew darker the lanterns in the carriage came on and Isadora and the boys changed into their robes - (the boys leaving so Isadora could change after she'd closed the blinds)- but she was starting to become exceedingly nervous causing her to bite on her bottom lip and her leg to bounce slightly. George, who was sitting next to her as Fred was sitting opposite her with Ron, rested his hand gently on her tight covered knee.
"It's alright, Izzy." George said softly, making Isadora look away from the window. "You're going to be fine I promise."
"And Ron will look after you," Fred said soothingly, hoping to calm his Soulmate. "Won't you Ron." Fred added sternly, giving Ron a fierce look. Ron however, wasn't afraid of that look and just gave his older brothers a very annoyed look.
"Of course. I already told Izzy she's our sister now, we'll not yours Fred but the rest of us." Ron said annoyed. Fred just nodded his head, satisfied with his little brother's answer. Isadora smiled at the three before her. The tension in her body, left slightly; making it easier to breathe, but she was still worried she wouldn't be wanted here. That she was just a freak like her aunt and uncle said.
"What if I'm not meant to be here? And I'm sent to my aunts, I don't want to go back there. What if I'm just a freak!?" Isadora panicked, shocking the three Weasley boys.
"Izzy," Fred said firmly as he kneeled before her, placing one hand on the ground to keep his balance and the other over her hand. "You are not a freak.
I don't know who told you that, and I can guess, but they are wrong. There is nothing wrong with you, you are amazing and our friend. We have never met anyone so kind and I don't want you thinking that way. I promise you, you're meant to be here and you won't be sent home." Fred said firmly, giving her hand a soft squeeze.
"What if we're not in the same House?" Isadora questioned though her smile reached her eyes this time. She felt incredibly lucky to have friends like these.
"We'll still be friends no matter what House you're sorted into." George assured just as the train started slowing down. "Good luck, Ron, Izzy. Forge and I have to go a different way to you and Ronnikins. We go in the carriages but you'll see which way you go." George said, making Isadora giggle and Ron to glare at his brother.
"Not funny." Ron scowled. "And don't call me that."
"Oh, but it is dear little brother." Fred said, standing from the ground and ruffling Ron's hair.
"Fred!" Ron grumbled trying to flatten his hair. He'd managed to get the dirt off his face by washing it in the bathroom, so he at least looked more presentable now, except for his hair. "It's not funny, Izzy." Ron said mock glaring at his best friend who was giggling as she put Hedwig back into her cage. Isadora gave Hedwig one last stroke before she followed the boys off of the train, and as soon as she stepped onto the platform she heard a very familiar voice that made a smile come onto her face.
"Firs' years, this way please! Come on now don't be shy!" Hagrid's booming voice called over the talking on the platform.
Isadora looked to her left and saw Hagrid standing at the other end of the platform waving them over and holding a large lantern. After bidding Fred and George goodbye as they made their way to the carriages, Isadora and Ron made their way over to Hagrid.
"'Ello, Izzy." Hagrid beamed at her as soon as she and Ron joined him.
"Hi Hagrid." Isadora said happily, happy to see another person she knew amongst all these strangers.
"Firs' years this way!" Hagrid called again attracting the last of the First years. "Righ' this way to the boats." Hagrid said once he had made sure everyone had joined him and led the way off the platform and down a steep slope.
Every so often Isadora had to grab on to Ron's arm to stop herself from slipping over as they made their way down the slippery slope, squinting in the darkness.
"Sorry Ron." Isadora apologised again.
"It's okay, Izzy." Rom assured.
"Jus' up ahead." Hagrid shouted a few seconds later. As they reached the bottom of the slope gasps sounded all around them sounding like puffs of wind whipping at them. Standing before Isadora stood the most magnificent sight she had ever seen. Before them stood a great lake, it's waters so still it looked like a stretch of black glass. Standing at the lakeside on a cliff was a magnificent castle, one that seemed to have come straight from the pages of a Fairy Tale. The windows were all lit up by orange lights that seemed more like fireflies standing out against the midnight blue starry sky.
Isadora was in awe there was no other word for it.
"No more than four ta a boat." Hagrid's booming voice pulled Isadora from her thoughts.
"Come on, Izzy." Ron said, pulling Isadora's eyes away from the castle as she got into the boat with Ron, Hermione and a slightly chubby boy, who had dark brown hair, brown kind eyes and was holding a toad. He was looking rather nervous.
"Hi," Isadora said, greeting Hermione and the boy once they were in the boats. The boy and Hermione sitting behind Ron and Isadora.
"Hi Isadora." Hermione greeted looking rather surprised. Ron didn't say anything until Isadora elbowed him and sent him a look.
"Hi." Ron muttered, causing Isadora to roll her eyes playfully as Hermione muttered her own reply.
"Hi," Isadora repeated, holding her hand out to him. "I'm Isadora Potter, but you can call me Izzy." She said, smiling shyly.
"H-hi," the boy stuttered nervously as he took Isadora's hand and shook it. "I'm Neville Longbottom."
"Hi Neville. I'm Ron Weasley." Ron said before Isadora could elbow him again, as he shook Neville's hand.
"Everybody in?" Hagrid questioned from the front where he had a large boat to himself. "Righ' forward!" Hagrid cried pointing his pink umbrella forwards after he had checked to see that everyone was in the boats.
At Hagrid's cry his boat moved forwards on its own and all of their boats moved forward, as if they were ducklings following their mother. Isadora gasped as the boat moved forwards and they got a closer look at the wonderful castle. It was even more beautiful up close. Isadora pulled her attention away from the castle to look down at the lake, even though it was dark out and the water was just as dark she swore she saw a tentacle just beneath the surface. She supposed that was the Giant Squid she's read about in 'Fantastic Beasts and Where To Find Them'
"What are you looking at? You're going to tip us over!" Hermione hissed suddenly, startling Isadora.
"No she's not!" Ron snapped, steadying Isadora. "She's not even leaning over, only looking. And she's the lightest one on this boat."
Before Isadora could stop them or they could continue their argument, Hagrid called from the front.
"Everyone heads down!" Hagrid shouted as they were approaching a curtain of ivy, causing everyone to quickly duck their heads so they didn't end up in the lake. Once they had come out on the other side they docked next to a harbour, where a large wooden Boat House sat. Hagrid climbed out first and walked along the pier helping everyone out and making sure they had everything.
"Neville, your toad." Isadora said kindly as she bent down and retrieved the toad.
"Trevor!" Neville exclaimed, taking the toad from Isadora and putting it in his pocket. "Thank you, Izzy. He's always escaping." Neville sighed.
"Maybe he likes to explore." Rom suggested with a shrug before Hagrid called for their attention.
"Everyone got everything?" Hagrid asked, looking over at everyone. "Righ', this way." Hagrid said as he led the way up some stone stairs. His lantern illuminated the path as they came up to some great wooden doors. Hagrid looked behind him checking all of the First Years were behind him before he knocked thrice on the large wooden doors. A moment later the doors opened revealing a stern-looking elderly woman dressed in emerald green robes, a black pointy witches hat that had a feather attached to it.
She gave Isadora the impression that she wasn't someone you should cross.
"The Firs' Years, Professor McGonagall." Hagrid stated.
"Thank you Hagrid." Professor McGonagall said as Hagrid nodded his head and walked past her into the castle. "Follow me, please." Professor McGonagall instructed as she threw the doors open wider, allowing them to enter a Grand Entrance Hall. The floor and the stairs were made of marble, the stone walls had torch brackets lining them, there were also stone statues lining the walls and suits of armour decorating the corridors. Isadora walking besides Ron with Neville and Hermione slightly behind her as she looked around the Entrance Hall, she could just make out the portraits on the upper floor. The Dursley's whole house could fit into the Entrance Hall alone and with room to spare, it was that big.
They followed Professor McGonagall past another set of grand wooden doors where talking could be heard and into a small antechamber off to the side.
"Welcome to Hogwarts." Professor McGonagall said as soon as everyone was in the chamber. "Now, in a few moments you'll pass through the doors of the Great Hall and join your classmates. Before you can take your seats you must be sorted into your Houses. They are; Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin." Professor McGonagall explained as she looked over everyone, making sure they were all paying attention. Sending a few stern glares to a few students, who weren't. "Now why you are here your House will be like your family. Your triumphs will earn you points, any rule breaking and you will lose points.
At the end of the year, the House with the most points is awarded the House Cup. The Sorting Ceremony will begin momentarily, I suggest you all smarten yourselves up." She said firmly before she left.
"Neville, you need to straighten your robe." Isadora said quietly but kindly.
"Thanks." Neville muttered as he straightened his robe, he had wondered why Professor McGonagall was giving him a pointed look.
"So it's true then." A drawling voice called, interrupting whatever Hermione had been about to say. A voice that Isadora recognised from Madam Malkin's. "What they're saying on the train; Isadora Potter has come to Hogwarts." The boy continued starting whispers amongst the other students. "This Crabbe and Goyle." The boy introduced with a nod of his head, he was leaning casually against the wall surrounded by two rather large gormless looking boys.
"I'm Malfoy." He continued walking over to Isadora. "Draco Malfoy."
Ron sniggered at the boy's pompous attitude only for both Isadora and Hermione to elbow him but it was too late, he'd attracted Draco's ire.
"Think my name's funny, do you?" Draco snapped at Ron. "There's no need to ask yours. Red hair and a hand-me-down robe; you must be a Weasley." He scoffed, making Ron and Isadora glare balefully at him. "You'll soon see that some Wizarding families are better than others, Potter." He states pompously, turning to Isadora, giving her a strong reminder of Dudley. "You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort." He said, throwing a look at Ron. "I can help you there." He finished holding his hand out to Isadora.
"If you think I'm going to be friends with someone who not only insults my friends, but his family which includes my soulmate, you are sorely mistaken." Isadora said firmly, glaring at the boy before her who was much taller than her, as she seemed to be the shortest in her year. She silently cursed the Dursley's in her mind, but held her ground. Before Draco could do anything Professor McGonagall tapped his shoulder with a roll of parchment, he sent one last glare at them before he moved back to Crabbe and Goyle.
"We're Ready for you Now. If you all get into a single file line, follow me." Professor McGonagall instructed.
Everyone hurried to do as she asked and got into line. Isadora getting into line behind a boy with sandy brown hair who was only just taller than her, Ron was behind her and Neville behind him, as they followed their Professor into the Hall. As they entered the Hall Isadora was amazed by the Great Hall. The ceiling was magnificent. It looked like the starry sky outside, behind each table was the House Crest carved into the walls, then behind the Teachers Table was some paintings, large windows and the point system on the wall. There were two great big fireplaces on the left and right side of the Hall, hundreds of white candles floated just below the ceiling and four long tables that held hundreds of students. All of whom were staring at them making a blush appear on her cheeks. She may have read 'Hogwarts: A History', but it was something else seeing the Hall in person. It seemed she wasn't the only one who read it either.
"It's not real, the ceiling." Hermione's voice called from behind. "It's bewitched to look like the night sky. I read about it in 'Hogwarts: A History'"
Isadora giggled as she could just see Ron rolling his eyes, Hermione wasn't so bad, at least she didn't think so. She was just trying too hard, but she understood why.
"Can you wait here, please." Professor McGonagall instructed, pointing in front of the Dias. Next to her was a three legged stool that held a patched and dirty wizards hat. "Now, before we begin Professor Dumbledore would like to say a few words."
"I have a few start of term notices I wish to announce." Professor Dumbledore called to the Hall gathering everyone's attention as he stood from his golden chair. Isadora recognised him from the chocolate frog card she got on the train.
"The First Years please note; that the Dark Forest is strictly forbidden to all students. Also, our caretaker, Mr Filch." He gestured to a sour-looking elderly man standing at the back of the Hall. He had long, limp brown hair that was balding in places, dull coloured clothes and a tabby cat who had strangely red coloured eyes. "Has asked me to remind you that the third floor corridor, on the right hand side, is out of bounds to anyone who does not wish to die a most painful death. Thank you." Professor Dumbledore said as he sat back down, but Isadora couldn't help the fear that gripped her heart. 'What do they have in a school that would cause such a painful death?' She thought fearfully. She was so wrapped up in her fearful thoughts that she missed the Sorting Hat's song .
"Izzy, are you alright?" Ron asked, seeing the frightened look on her face.
"Why would they have something like that in a school, R...ouch!" Isadora exclaimed, clapping her hand to her forehead, her hair turning white, just as Professor Quirrell turned his back to them as he spoke to a man with sallow skin, limp black hair and black robes. The Professor was looking at her with wide eyes and an unreadable look in them.
"What is it?" Ron asked, concerned noticing her hair was white and she was covering her scar.
"Nothing. I'm okay." Isadora whispered, her hair turning back to its dark brown/black colour. Ron gave her a sceptical look, but left it. For now.
"When I call your name you will come forth, I shall place the Sorting Hat on your head, and you will be sorted into your Houses." She explained as she unrolled a long piece of parchment. "Hannah Abbott." A girl with wide brown eyes and blonde hair stepped forward and sat on the stool. She was there but a moment when a slit on the Hat opened up and it cried,
"Hufflepuff!" Immediately the table filled with students that had yellow on their robes cheered for their new housemate. Next to be called was Terry Boot, a boy with short chestnut brown hair and blue-grey eyes who went to Ravenclaw. Soon to join Hufflepuff, was Susan Bones, a girl with red hair in pigtails and brown eyes.
Next; Amanda Brocklehurst went to Ravenclaw, before Lavender Brown, a girl with dirty blonde hair and blue eyes, was the first to go to Gryffindor. To the right of the Hall the table with red on their robes erupted into cheers at their first housemate. A few more students passed with another student, Celeste Bryn, a redheaded, blue eyed girl going to Gryffindor. Before three students went to Slytherin, one to Hufflepuff and one to Ravenclaw
"There's not a witch or wizard that went bad that wasn't in Slytherin." Ron whispered.
"Ron, I don't think it's the House that makes someone evil." Isadora refuted sternly. "If someone tells you your evil often enough you tend to believe it." She said softly. Giving Ron the impression she was speaking from experience. He didn't know what happened to her but he knew he needed to speak to his brothers later.
Whilst they had been talking more students had been sorted and Hermione had just been called.
"Good luck, Hermione." Isadora said, smiling at her softly. Hermione looked a little surprised but smiled gratefully at Isadora before going up to the stool, she sat there for a few minutes before the Hat shouted, "Gryffindor!"
More students were called as Professor McGonagall worked her way down the list alphabetically, each student going to either one of the Houses, when it was now Neville's turn. The poor boy looked even more nervous than Isadora felt.
"It's going to be alright, Nev." Isadora assured. "Just take a slow, deep breath." She coaxed.
"Thanks Izzy." Neville said softly. The Hat fell to just above his eyebrows as he sat there for a few moments before the Hat called out, "Gryffindor!" Which seemed to please him as Neville let out a sigh of relief. As he got up with the Hat on his head Ron and Isadora quickly waved their arms attracting his attention and pointing to their heads. Getting the point, Neville quickly took the Hat off and placed it on the stool before walking towards the cheering Gryffindor table. Three students passed after Neville going to Ravenclaw and then another one who went to Hufflepuff, before Draco Malfoy was called. He swaggered up to the stool as if he owned the place, just as Professor McGonagall was placing the Hat on his head it shouted,
"Slytherin!"
The line around Ron and Isadora was dwindling down now as they reached the 'P's'.
"Good luck, Izzy. I promise we'll be friends and siblings no matter what House." Ron promised.
"Thanks, Ronnikins." Isadora said giggling when Ron groaned. Feeling bad she gave him a quick hug to make up for it.
"Isadora Potter." Professor McGonagall called, making the Hall go dead silent you would be able to hear a pin drop. Isadora closed eyes and gathered her courage as she walked up the short steps getting an encouraging smile and thumbs up from Hagrid made her feel better as she ignored all the whispers.
"That's Isadora Potter!?"
"She's so tiny!"
"Why is she so small and skinny?" Were just some of the questions floating around as Isadora sat on the stool, she got a soft smile off of Professor McGonagall before the Hat was placed on her head, falling past her eyes. She sat there wondering what was going to happen when a voice in her mind startled her.
'Don't be frightened, dear child. It's just me, the Sorting Hat.' The voice of the Hat said. 'Now, let's see. Hmm, difficult. Very difficult. Plenty of courage, I see. A great love of knowledge and a bibliophile. You're loyal to those you love, fiercely loyal in fact. Despite the hardships you've faced already in your young life. I am sorry, dear child.' The Hat said, making Isadora tense and fear what he'd seen.
'There's talent, oh yes. Such talent indeed. Why you're a Metamorphmagus, only one has passed through these Halls before you. And a thirst to prove yourself, my dear girl you are a tricky one. You could go into any of the four Houses.' The Hat exclaimed seemingly shocked.
'Not Slytherin. I don't have anything against it but there's a boy, a bully, and I have no wish to be near another one.' Isadora thought.
'I see.' murmured the Hat. 'You would be great there you know and Slytherin will help you on the way to greatness, no doubt about that. But I see your Soulmate is in a different House, and I see there's no changing your mind, well if you're sure...better be...'
"Gryffindor!" The Hat shouted aloud causing Isadora to be filled with relief.
The Gryffindor table erupted into cheers louder than before. Fred and George jumped to their feet and were in the aisle doing a little song and dance.
"We got Potter! We got Potter! We got Potter!" They chanted, making Isadora giggle as she hopped off the stool and gave the Hat back to the Professor. As she made her way to the Gryffindor table she whispered 'Good luck' to Ron and showed him her crossed fingers which made him smile. Once she reached the Gryffindor table Fred picked her up and spun her around making her giggle.
"Congratulations, Izzy." George said hugging her once Fred set her down.
"Thanks Georgie." Isadora said, hugging him back tentatively.
"Izzy, this is our older brother Percy, our best friend Lee Jordan and our friends and Quidditch teammates Oliver Wood, Angelina Johnson who has a sister in your year Kellah, and Alicia Spinnett." Fred introduced as they all shook Isadora's hand or welcomed her to Gryffindor if they couldn't reach her.
"Hi." Isadora said shyly as she sat down next to Fred and opposite Hermione and Neville.
"Hi Hermione, Hi Neville." Isadora beamed at them after she had said hello to her other First Years.
"Hi Izzy." They greeted, equally as happy. Soon it was Ron's turn and Isadora crossed her fingers in her lap. It didn't take long at all. Like with Draco, as soon as the Hat touched Ron's head it shouted, "Gryffindor!"
Like the Weasleys, Isadora stood up and cheered for her best friend who hugged her first before his brothers congratulated him.
"Well done, Ron. I'll write to our mother and father tonight." Percy said rather up-tightly.
Not too long the Sorting was soon over with Blaise Zabini going into Slytherin, as soon as the boy had taken his seat Professor Dumbledore stood up.
"Let the feast begin." He said with a clap of his hands. Platters of all different types of foods appeared along with different jugs holding an assortment of different types of beverages.
Looking at all the different types of food that she'd made for her relatives but never got to try, Isadora didn't know what to choose.
"Aren't you eating, Izzy?" Hermione asked, frowning in confusion and concern.
"Oh, yes." Isadora said embarrassedly as she noticed Fred's eyes on her. "Erm, Percy, could you pass me the lasagna please." Isadora asked. "Thank you." She said as she put a rather tiny portion on her plate. Ron who sat besides her gnawing at a chicken drumstick frowned, as did Fred.
"That's not enough!" They complained, attracting Percy's attention who had been berating George for flinging peas at him.
"Isadora, you need to eat more than that." Percy said sternly, but not unkindly.
"I can't eat a lot." Isadora said softly, feeling embarrassed for admitting that. Not wanting to upset or segregate his Soulmate Fred rested a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"Okay, if you're still hungry afterwards then get some more, yeah?" Fred asked, smiling when Isadora had nodded her head and tucked into his sausages, peas and mash.
"Izzy, who do you live with?" Neville asked as talk went around the table about their families.
"Oh, I live with my aunt, uncle and cousin. They're Muggles." Isadora explained, shocking a few people. Evidently they didn't expect her to live with Muggles. Before she could ask Neville, Hermione interrupted her.
"Did they know about magic? Or did a teacher tell you? Professor McGonagall told me and my parents, their dentists." Hermione asked curiously.
"My aunt was my Mum's sister, so they know but they didn't tell me anything. Hagrid told me. I don't want to talk about it." Isadora said firmly. Hermione closed her mouth and nodded her head, noticing things weren't right at home for her and she didn't want to lose her maybe-friend by pushing her. "Nev, who do you live with?" Isadora asked changing the subject as she took a sip of water.
"Err...I live with my Gran. My parents are in St Mungoes, the wizard hospital. I don't like talking about it." Neville said shyly, his eyes darting up and down the table nervously.
"That's okay, Nev." Isadora said sweetly. "I'm here if you ever need to talk."
"Thanks, Izzy. I'm here too. Oh, Gran told me we're actually God Siblings as my mother was your Godmother and yours was mine." Neville said shyly but with a bit of excitement bleeding through.
"I saw that on the Inheritance Test I had to take at Gringotts." Isadora said beaming at Neville who beamed back at her. "Ron, slow down before you choke." Isadora scolded but with a laugh tumbling from her lips as just as Ron went to take another drumstick he dropped it with a scream as a ghostly head popped out of the bowl.
"Hello, how're you?" The ghost asked. "Welcome to Gryffindor." He continued, just as the Hall was filled with ghosts, one at each House Table.
"Hello Sir Nicholas, have a nice summer?" Percy asked.
"Dismal." He replied tersely as he floated into the aisle. "My request to join The Headless Hunt has been denied." He scoffed as he turned away from the table.
"I know you." Ron exclaimed, stopping Sir Nicholas from going too far, a drumstick now in each hand. "Your Nearly Headless Nick."
"I prefer Sir Nicholas, if you don't mind." Sir Nicholas replied tersely.
"Nearly headless?" Hermione asked, confused. "How can you be nearly headless?"
"Like this." He said simply as he grasped his hair and pulled - revealing his head was only attached by an inch of skin. Ron screamed and Hermione and Isadora looked away feeling sick. Suffice to say the matter was dropped. After the puddings had vanished, and the School Song had been sung, it was time for everyone to head to their dormitories. As they followed Percy up to Gryffindor Tower on the seventh floor Isadora marvelled, along with everyone else, at all the different types of paintings that decorated every ounce of wall. Especially as they could talk as well as move, completely different to the Chocolate Frog Cards that only moved. As they reached the seventh floor Percy stopped in front of a large golden-framed painting of a woman in a pink dress, otherwise known as 'The Fat Lady'.
"Password." She asked, looking at them rather shrewdly.
"Caput Draconus." Percy answered. The lady nodded as a click sounded and she swung open revealing the Gryffindor Common Room. It felt rather homey to Isadora, completely different to how it felt at the Dursleys. On the wall by the entrance were some clothes hooks and below it lay a dark wooden bench, as they entered further she noticed the room was done in reds and golds with dark wooden furniture. The wall was covered in paintings and what could be seen of the wallpaper was red with a golden pattern on it. There was a red carpet covering the floorboards, bookcases lay against one wall, and tables and chairs against the other. Opposite them was a set of stairs that led to the dormitories and to their right were some plump red armchairs and a plump red sofa in front of a roaring fire.
"Welcome to the Gryffindor Common Room." Percy welcomed.
"Girls dormitories are up those stairs then through the door on your right. Boys the same on your left, you'll find all your belongings have already been brought up. As there are more girls this year, there are two dormitories. Isadora, Hermione, Lavender, Pavarti, Fay and Celeste you are in the first dormitory. Kellah, Emma, Sally-Anne and Abbie you are in the second one. I suggest you all unpack and get ready for bed, classes start at eight thirty tomorrow." Percy instructed.
"Goodnight Ron, goodnight Neville." Isadora said as she followed Hermione up the stairs after the boys said their own greeting. Upon entering the dormitory Isadora noticed her bed was facing the door, next to the window. Hermione's bed was next to her on the right side as you walk in and Celeste was on her other side opposite Hermione. Isadora thought the wooden four-poster beds with red curtains and bedding were rather nice.
The beds all seemed to go round in a circle and their was a heater in the middle of the room to warm up the room and a rack around it, no doubt to dry their towels and such. Next to Celeste's bed was the door to the bathroom which was opposite Lavender's bed which was next to Hermione's. On the other side of the bathroom was Fay's bed, which was opposite Pavarti. Once Isadora had unpacked her trunk putting her clothes neatly away in the wardrobe and cabinet beside her bed she had just come out of the bathroom after changing into her pyjamas when there was suddenly a tap on the window.
"Hedwig." Isadora cried happily as she let her owl in who landed on the back on the chair by her dresser.
"She's beautiful." Lavender said enviously.
"Thank you." Isadora said distractedly as she stroked Hedwig, who was assessing each girl with her amber coloured eyes, while Isadora was wondering what tomorrow would bring. As she bid Hermione and the others goodnight, Ron was sneaking back downstairs to talk to his brothers.
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Authors note:
There are some students who were classified as unknown for their Houses so I chose them if your wondering about those. Also there were some students who didn't have a name or didn't have a surname such as Fay Dunbar's friend, Kellah and Bem. So let me clear this up;
Fay's friend is now called Celeste Bryn.
Kellah is now known as Kellah Johnson and is Angelina's little sister.
And Bem who was in Ron's year but not in their dormitory is now in their dormitory and is known as Bem Kelly.
Also, it was cleared up for Mandy Brocklehurst that her name is actually Amanda Brocklehurst and Mandy is a nickname.
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